Beauty and the Beast Quotes (1991)
Beauty and the Beast Quotes (1991)
Villagers: [singing] It's a pity and a sin / she doesn't quite fit in / 'cause she really is a funny girl / a beauty but a funny girl / she really is a funny girl... that Belle!
Beast: [singing] She glanced this way, I thought I saw... And when we touched, she didn't shudder at my paw. No, it can't be; I'll just ignore... But then, she's never looked at me that way before...
Chip: His mustache tickles, mama!
Villagers: [singing] It's know no wonder that her name means beauty / her looks have got no parallel / But behind that fair façade / I'm afraid she's rather odd / Very different from the rest of us / She's nothing like the rest of us / Yes, different from the rest of us is Belle.
Additional Voice: [singing] I need 6 eggs.
Additional Voice: That's too expensive!
Belle: [singing] Ohhh, isn't this amazing / It's my favorite part because, you'll see / Here's where she meets Prince Charming / But she won't discover that it's him / 'Til chapter three.
Mrs. Potts: Tales as old as time, song as old as rhyme, Beauty and the Beast.
Lefou: [singing] Gaston is the best, and the rest is all dr-ips!
[accidentally splashes a mug of beer on Gaston standing right behind him]
Beast: Oh, it's no use. She's so beautiful, and I'm... Well, look at me!
Mrs. Potts: Oh, must help her to see past all that.
Beast: I don't know how.
Mrs. Potts: Well, you can start by making yourself more presentable. Straighten up. Try to act like a gentleman.
[Beast stands up straighter]
Lumiere: Ah, yes. When she comes in give her a dashing, debonair smile. Come, come, show me the smile.
[Beast gives a big, forced smile]
Mrs. Potts: But don't frighten the poor girl!
Cogsworth: [singing] Well, perhaps there's something there that wasn't there before.
Mrs. Potts: [singing] There may be something there that wasn't there before.
Chip: What's there, Mama?
Mrs. Potts: Shh. I'll tell you when you're older.
[giving Beast advice on how to impress Belle]
Lumiere: Impress her with your rapier wit.
Mrs. Potts: But be gentle.
Lumiere: Shower her with compliments.
Mrs. Potts: But be sincere.
Lumiere: And above all...
Mrs. Potts, Lumiere: You must control your temper!
Lumiere: It's a girl!
Cogsworth: [unhappily] I know it's a girl!
Gaston: If I didn't know better, I'd think you had feelings for this monster.
Belle: He's no monster, Gaston, you are!
[Gaston and the Beast are battling on the tower]
Gaston: It's over, Beast! Belle is mine!
[the Beast strikes at Gaston, grabs him and holds him over the edge]
Gaston: Let me go! Let me go, please! Don't hurt me! I'll do anything! Anything!
[after a tense moment, the Beast drags Gaston away from the edge]
Beast: Get out.
Beast: I'm just fooling myself, she'll never see me as anything... but a monster.
Cogsworth: [shakes Lumiere's hand in truce] Well, Lumiere, old friend. Shall we let bygones be bygones?
Lumiere: Of course, mon ami. I told you she would break the spell!
Cogsworth: I beg your pardon, old friend, but I believe I told you.
Lumiere: No, you didn't. I told you!
Cogsworth: You most certainly did not, you pompous, paraffin-headed peabrain!
Lumiere: En garde, you... you overgrown pocket watch!
Chip: Are they gonna live happily ever after, Mama?
Mrs. Potts: Of course, my dear. [Gives a contented sigh] Of course.
Chip: [pause] Do I still have to sleep in the cupboard?
Mrs. Potts: Cheer up, child. It'll turn out all right in the end. You'll see.
Mrs. Potts: Pardon me, Master...
Beast: Leave me in peace.
Mrs. Potts: But sir, the castle is under attack!
Villagers: [singing outside and trying to knock the door down] Kill the Beast! Kill the Beast!
Lumiere: [All the objects are trying to hold the door closed] This isn't working.
Featherduster: Oh Lumiere. We must do something.
Lumiere: Wait, I know!
Villagers: [Still singing outside] Kill the Beast! Kill the Beast!
Mrs. Potts: What should we do, Master?
Beast: It doesn't matter now. Just let them come.
Beast: [growling softly] What?
Lumiere: Since the girl is going to be with us for quite some time, I was just thinking - you might want to offer her a more comfortable room.
Beast: [growls, then walks past]
Lumiere: Then again, maybe not!
Cogsworth: Couldn't keep quiet, could we? Just had to invite him to stay, didn't we?
Cogsworth: 'Serve him tea. Sit in the master's chair. Pet the pooch!'
Lumiere: I was trying to be hospitable.
Beast: I'll show you to your room.
Belle: My room? But I thought...
Beast: Do you wanna stay in the tower?
Beast: Then follow me.
Gaston: How can you read this? There's no pictures!
Belle: Well, some people use their imagination.
Chip: Mama, there's a girl in the castle!
Mrs. Potts: Now Chip, I won't have you making up such stories. Now into the tub.
Chip: But mama!
Featherduster: Madame! There is a girl in the castle!
Chip: See! I told you.
Beast: [Struggling] You - You came back.
Belle: Of course I came back. I couldn't let them... Oh this is all my fault. If only I had gotten here sooner.
Beast: Maybe... Maybe - it's better... it's better this way.
Belle: Don't talk like that. You'll be alright. We're together now; everything's going to be fine, you'll see.
Beast: And at least - I got to see you - one last time. [the Beast dies]
Belle: No, No! Please. Please... Please don't leave me.
Belle: I love you.
[the last rose petal falls]
Lumiere: Ma chère mademoiselle. It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now, we invite to relax, let us pull up a chair, as the dining room proudly presents... your dinner.
Featherduster: [to Lumiere] I've been burnt by you before!
Chip: Do I still have to sleep in the cupboard?
Cogsworth: Enchanted? Ha-ha ha-ha! Who said anything about the castle being enchanted? Ha-ha-ha...
Cogsworth [to Lumiere]: It was you, wasn't it?
Prince Adam: Belle... it's me!
[Belle stares into his eyes for a minute]
Belle: It is you!
Gaston: Lefou, I'm afraid I've been thinking...
Lefou: A dangerous pastime?
Gaston: I know.
Beast: [upon catching Belle in the forbidden west wing] Why did you come here?
Belle: I'm-I'm sorry.
Beast: I warned you never to COME HERE!
Belle: I didn't mean any harm.
Beast: [yells] Do you realize what you could have done? [throws a table]
Belle: [cowering] Please... stop...
Beast: Get out!
Belle: [dashes out of the room] No!
Beast: GET OUT!
[Belle is washing the Beast's wounds]
Beast: [roaring] Aaargh! That hurts!
Belle: If you'd hold still, it wouldn't hurt as much!
Beast: Well if you hadn't have run away, this wouldn't have happened.
Belle: If you hadn't frightened me, I wouldn't have run away!
Beast: Well you shouldn't have been in the west wing!
Belle: Well, you should learn to control your temper. Now, hold still. This might sting a little.
[presses cloth to wound; the beast growls in pain]
Belle: By the way, thank you for saving my life.
Beast: [stops growling] You're welcome.
Gaston, Lefou: No one plots like Gaston.
Gaston: Takes cheap shots like Gaston.
Lefou: Plans to persecute harmless crackpots like Gaston!
Le Fou: That crazy old loon? He needs all the help he can get!
Belle: Don't talk about my father that way!
Gaston: Yeah, don't talk about her father that way! [hits Le Fou]
Gaston: She's in love with the beast!
Cogsworth: I'm not seeing this, I'm not seeing this! [covers eyes]
Gaston: You, LeFou. Now when Belle and I come out that door...
LeFou: Oh, I know. I know. I strike up the band.
[LeFou uses his baton to have his band play music until...]
Gaston: [slams a tuba onto LeFou's head] Not yet!
LeFou: [with his lips sticking out from the tuba's mouth piece] Sorry.
Mrs. Potts: [singing] Tale as old as time, true as it can be. Barely even friends, then somebody bends unexpectedly.
LeFou: Wow, you didn't miss a shot Gaston! You're the greatest hunter in whole world!
Gaston: I know.
LeFou: No beast alive stands a chance against you. Ha ha ha! And no girl, for that matter.
Gaston: It's true, LeFou. And I've got my sights set on that one.
LeFou: Hm! The inventor's daughter?
Gaston: She's the one - the lucky girl I'm going to marry.
LeFou: But she's -
Gaston: The most beautiful girl in town.
LeFou: I know, but -
Gaston: That makes her the best. And don't I deserve the best?
LeFou: Well, of course! I mean you do, but -
[tries to hold in his anger]
Beast: if you would join me for dinner.
Cogsworth: [clears throat and mutters] We say please.
Belle: No, thank you!
Beast: [yells] You can't stay in there forever!
Belle: Yes, I can!
Beast: [yells] Fine! Then go ahead and STARVE! If she doesn't eat with me, then she doesn't eat at all!
[storms down through the hallway and slams the door behind him]
Mrs. Potts: Oh dear. That didn't go very well at all, did it?
Beast: [pounds on Belle's door yelling] I thought I told you to come down to dinner!
Belle: I'm not hungry!
Beast: [yelling to Belle] You'll come out, or I'll-I'll-I'll break down the door!
Lumiere: Master, I could be wrong, but that might not be the best way to win the girl's affections.
Cogsworth: Please. Attempt to be a gentlemen.
Beast: But, she's being so difficult!
Mrs. Potts: Gently... gently...
Beast: [calmly] Will you come down to dinner?
Beast: [points at door] Hmm?
Cogsworth: Ah-ah-ah, suave, genteel.
Beast: [suavely] It would give me great pleasure...
Belle: There must be more than this provincial life.
Gaston: This is the day your dreams come true.
Belle: What do you know about my dreams, Gaston?
Gaston: Plenty! Here, picture this: A rustic hunting lodge, my latest kill roasting on the fire, and my little wife massaging my feet, while the little ones play on the floor with the dogs. We'll have six or seven.
Gaston: No, Belle! Strapping boys, like me!
Belle: Imagine that.
Gaston: And do you know who that little wife will be?
Belle: Let me think...
Gaston: You, Belle!
Belle: Gaston, I'm-I'm speechless. I really don't know what to say.
Gaston: Say you'll marry me!
Belle: I'm very sorry, Gaston... but... but I just don't deserve you!
Belle: Little town / It's a quiet village / Ev'ry day like the one before / Little town / Full of little people / Waking up to say...
Lady: Bon jour!
Man carrying grain sack: Bon jour!
Egg man: Bon jour!
Washer woman: Bon jour!
Baker: Bon jour!
Beast: Take it with you. So you’ll always have a way to look back and remember me.
Belle: Good morning! I've come to return the book I borrowed.
Bookkeeper: Finished already?
Belle: Oh I couldn't put it down. Have you got anything new?
Bookkeeper: Not since yesterday.
Belle: That's all right. I'll borrow ... this one!
Bookkeeper: That one? But you've read it twice!
Belle: Well, it's my favorite! Far off places, daring sword fights, magic spells, a prince in disguise
Bookkeeper: Well, if you like it all that much, it's yours.
Belle: But, sir!
Bookkeeper: I insist.
Belle: Well, thank you. Thank you very much!
Cogsworth: As you can see, the pseudo-façade was stripped away to reveal the minimalist Rococo design. Note the unusual inverted vaulted ceilings.
[as he, Lumiere, and Belle walk past the knights in armor, they turn their heads to follow them]
Cogsworth: This is yet another example of the late neoclassic Baroque period. And, as I always say, "If it's not Baroque, don't fix it!"
[notices the knights with their heads turned]
Cogsworth: As you were!
[the knights turn their heads back forward]
Beast: I want to do something for her... but what?
Cogsworth: Well, there's the usual things: flowers, chocolates, promises you don't intend to keep....
Bimbette 1: What's wrong with her?
Bimbette 2: She's crazy!
Bimbette 3: He's gorgeous!
Monsieur D'Arque: I don't usually leave the asylum in the middle of the night, but he said you'd make it worth my while.
[Gaston presents him with a bag of money]
Monsieur D'Arque: Ah, I'm listening.
Gaston: It's like this: I've got my heart set on marrying Belle, but she needs a little... persuasion.
Lefou: [chuckles] Turned him down flat.
[Gaston hits him]
Gaston: Everyone knows her father's a lunatic. He was in here tonight, raving about a beast in a castle.
Monsieur D'Arque: Maurice is harmless.
Gaston: The point is, Belle would do anything to keep him from being locked up.
Lefou: Yeah, even marry him.
[points at Gaston; ducks when Gaston tries to hit him again]
Monsieur D'Arque: So you want me to throw her father into the asylum unless she agrees to marry you?
[Lefou nods eagerly]
Monsieur D'Arque: Oh, that is despicable.
Monsieur D'Arque: I love it!
[Gaston is face down in a mud wallow after Belle turns down his marriage proposal]
Lefou: So, how did it go?
Gaston: [grabs Lefou] I'll have Belle for my wife! Make no mistake about that!
[throws Lefou in the mud]
Lefou: [to the pig] Touchy!
Pig: Oink, oink!
Villagers: [singing] Raise the flag, sing the song, here we come, we're fifty strong, and fifty Frenchmen can't be wrong... Let's kill the Beast!
Beast: [growling] There's a stranger here.
Gaston: Were you in love with her, Beast? Did you honestly think she'd want you when she had someone like me?
Gaston: [singing] I use antlers in all of my decorating!
Gaston: [singing] Here in town there's only she, who is beautiful as me, so I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle.
Gaston: I'd like to thank you all for coming to my wedding. But first I'd better go in there and propose to the girl.
Cogsworth: [Maurice has opened his door to peek inside] Sir, close that at once! Do you mind?
Belle: I'm very sorry, Gaston, but [reaches for the door] I just don't deserve you! [opens the door]
Gaston: [falls out and lands in mud]
Cogsworth: Well Your Highness, I must say everything is going just swimmingly. I knew you had it in you, ha ha!
Beast: [sadly] I let her go.
Cogsworth: Yes, yes, splen - You what? How could you do that?
Beast: I had to.
Cogsworth: Yes, but, but, but but why?
Beast: Because I love her.
Beast: You will join me for dinner! [screaming] That's not a request!
Gaston: It's not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting ideas, and thinking...
Belle: Gaston, you are simply primeval.
Gaston: Why thank you, Belle!
Belle: Gaston, you are positively primeval.
Gaston: Why thank you, Belle. What would you say if you and I took a walk over to the tavern and took a look at my trophies?
Belle: Maybe some other time.
Lumiere: [trying to prepare the Beast for his dinner with Belle] Voila! Oh, you look so... so...
Beast: [fur done up in curls and bows] Stupid.
Lumiere: Not quite the word I was looking for, but perhaps a - little more off the top.
Cogsworth: [Clears throat] Your lady awaits.
Belle: Who's there? Who are you?
Beast: The master of this castle.
Belle: I've come for my father. Please, let him out! Can't you see? He's sick!
Beast: [Yelling] Then he shouldn't have trespassed here!
Belle: But he could die! Please, I'll do anything!
Beast: There's nothing you can do! He's my prisoner.
Belle: Oh there must be some way I can... wait! Take me instead.
Beast: You! You would take his place?
Maurice: Belle, no! You don't know what you're doing!
Belle: If I did, would you let him go?
Beast: Yes. But you must promise to stay here forever.
Belle: Come into the light.
[the Beast reveals himself, Belle gasps and turns away]
Maurice: No, Belle! I won't let you do this!
[Belle looks at him, then rises]
Belle: You have my word.
Villagers: [singing] We don't like what we don't understand, in fact it scares us, and this monster is mysterious at least...
Belle: [singing] I want adventure in the great wide somewhere. / I want it more than I can tell. / And for once it might be grand / To have someone understand / I want so much more than they've got planned...
Narrator: Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a young prince lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was spoiled, selfish, and unkind. But then, one winter's night, an old beggar woman came to the castle and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away. But she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman's ugliness melted away to reveal a beautiful enchantress. The prince tried to apologize, but it was too late, for she had seen that there was no love in his heart. And as punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast and placed a powerful spell on the castle and all who lived there. Ashamed of his monstrous form, the beast concealed himself inside his castle, with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his 21st year. If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast?
Gaston: Take whatever booty you can find, but remember: the Beast is mine!
Beast: Who are you? What are you doing here?
Maurice: I-I-I was lost in the woods, and-and...
Beast: You're not welcome here!
Maurice: I-I-I'm sorry.
Beast: What are you staring at?
Beast: So, you've come to stare at the BEAST, haven't you?
Maurice: Please, I meant no harm. I-I just need a place to stay.
Beast: I'll give you a place to stay.
Maurice: No, no! Please! No, no!